Karaoké Boobs The Bellamy Brothers

Alright now this is a little modern-day love song for ya

People at this honky-tonk they're about to drive me insane

To tell you the truth my darlin' you're the only reason I came

But your beauty's so distractin' hope it don't lead to my demise

Can you please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes?

They're playing crummy rap music and there ain't even a band

Ah and I wouldn't even be here but you hold my

Heart in your hands yes you do baby

So before I lose my cool and start actin' like them other dirty guys

Would you please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes?

Yo there brother we're giving' you a shout

Got the bitches in stitches and we're all hangin' out

Lookin' good in the hood tell you what it's all about

Shoot that rapper and let the guitar player play

If it wasn't for the alcohol

I would be quoting Voltair

But with that cute rocking' bod' of yours

I can't do nothin' but stare

Let's go to your place baby stay up and watch the sun rise

But first please tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes

I'll be your sex object

I'll be your good ol' boy toy

We'll have the perfect redneck wedding then a little bundle of joy

And somewhere down the road we'll look back and we'll laugh about this night

When I said tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes

Yeah later down the road we'll look back and we'll laugh

About this night yes we will

Right now won't you tell your boobs to stop lookin' at my eyes?

Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs now

Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs now

Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs now

Stick out your boobsies stick out your boobsies stick out your boobs now